Tuesday Poetry Blogging
As of thirty seconds ago, I have decided that Tuesdays in April will be Poetry Days. Why? Because April is National Poetry Month, because everyone needs more poetry in their lives, and because I say so.
I picked this poem because it's beautiful and hopeful. Me, I need a little hope in my life right now.
Sometimes
by Sheenagh Pugh
Sometimes things don't go, after all,
from bad to worse. Some years, muscadel
faces down frost; green thrives; the crops don't fail,
sometimes a man aims high, and all goes well.
A people sometimes will step back from war;
elect an honest man; decide they care
enough, that they can't leave some stranger poor.
Some men become what they were born for.
Sometimes our best efforts do not go
amiss; sometimes we do as we meant to.
The sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrow
that seemed hard frozen: may it happen for you.
May it happen for you. That's all, folks. Be well, do good work, keep in touch.
I picked this poem because it's beautiful and hopeful. Me, I need a little hope in my life right now.
Sometimes
by Sheenagh Pugh
Sometimes things don't go, after all,
from bad to worse. Some years, muscadel
faces down frost; green thrives; the crops don't fail,
sometimes a man aims high, and all goes well.
A people sometimes will step back from war;
elect an honest man; decide they care
enough, that they can't leave some stranger poor.
Some men become what they were born for.
Sometimes our best efforts do not go
amiss; sometimes we do as we meant to.
The sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrow
that seemed hard frozen: may it happen for you.
May it happen for you. That's all, folks. Be well, do good work, keep in touch.